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There was no pointlaying the table,the dish ran awaywith the spoon.As was drawing the curtains....the moon entangledin Saturn's Rings.While work was s..
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It's a dog's lifewhen curiosity issticking your nosein someone else's business.Glad I'm a cat,we don't give a s...!
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A brush with the law,a pallette of justicein the making of colours,living in society's painting.
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I was seenI was heard,but I was never there,words just seem to get around.
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Was the cast of shadows,
a small shadow
overshadowed
by a cloud passing,
or was the cast
upstaged by
the final curtain?
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The convent,was no more housing,a coveringof the female faith.The covenanta formal promise,was to protectwhat was underneath.
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Who needs the Devil,when the Devil is Man, himself.Sadly,Man is the one whois cruel and petty.The Devil just looks onin disgust.
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From your pack of lovershe was selected,while you lit his love,he burned for you,as you took him in.But in the slow draw,he was slowly extinguishedin ..
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The separation of particles,love versus lust,and other toxinsshe consideredwas on the basisof the differencesin their ability to passthrough her membr..
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Named aptly the widow's octopuswith her eight umbilical cords,reaching out to connect, suckers dockfrom filamentous moorings.Wrapping around you hungr..
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